To murder is a desire,
holding life n ones hand's...
A smile like the Devil, her eyes wicked green
Tongue sharp as a razor, words piercing and sheen...
The darkness of it
Sends chill's down my back...
Silently I look at you
My eyes have set their deadly look...
Dreams are fun I wonder sometimes is life a dream...
Knowing it will come
Succumbing to this dark abyss...
+ an incubus is an evil spirit which feeds on...
As I stare into her eyes opening,
They turn to a glare evil and red...
Kiss me with your broken lips,
Grace me with your burnt out smile...
Locked inside myself
Trapped deep within...
Milky moonlight rises
Through age bowed trees...
50,000 tears shed
for a pain that will not mend...